Change is seen as a worm on a hook
And we, the unsuspecting fish
Latch on--we either escape or die
If free, we move on aimlessly
If thrown into an atmosphere--new
We sinew the unknown with the known
Then we find that change is like air--
Always there, continuously needed
Perhaps, we escape water to grow wings.
story of my life
that night, sparks flew
sharp stings on my tongue
and a mouth full of blood
barren land, blood-stained skin,
explosion hummed lifeless whispers
i was the ashes born from despair
as they carried your body away
i ran my tongue across the edge
of the knife you once gripped
wanting to savor the last of you
a hundred years later the first drop
of rain dissolved in the deserted land
blurred visions in a haze, the rain
broke into rivers of torment, cut
through worlds chasing after you
i’ll find a way across the entirety
of our universe to flow beneath
your grave, drained and bloom
white roses from your tombstone
rivers became rivers of galaxies,
i met you at the universe’s edge
until every star had exploded into
smoke clouds, this time fading lights,
i fell for you in the absence of life
a galaxy forever spinning alone
amidst the hollow coldness, i was
the stardusts that turned blue
as i drowned myself in your veins
in another life you found me
on an old dusty bookshelf
read me through, once in a
lifetime and that was enough
missing you was more than enough
I cannot change for you
That's one thing I won't do
In our struggle for control
I don't want to lose my soul
Try all the games you play
I won't let you get your way
You can huff on out the door
I don't need to see you anymore
All the things that change
The patterns rearrange
Still some things stay the same
Where do you place the blame?
I will not change for you
I the one thing I can't do
Even if the deal break
I just something I can't take
so small, close to the ground
too many want to eat you
no matter how fast you
think you are going you’re only moving
an inch or two.
If you survive you’re first stage of life
the attacks and the
ONTO THE NEXT STAGE
Change is coming, don't be fooled
death is the only way to stop it.
soon, when the change happens
you will no longer have legs or antenna.
You will be in a cocoon for many,
Good News though, you made it.
No longer on the ground in the danger zone.
You can rest, let change happen
When it’s time and you open
you will FLY.
You will finally see your beauty.
The Magnificant Butterfly
You Change so beautifully
always so happy.
they say change is a bad thing
but if things had never changed
i'd still be depressed
i'd still thrive off of fake friendships
i'd still be a liar telling myself it's for the best
i'd still stroll around in sweatpants from costco thinking they were cool (i still do but only around the house)
i'd still cry smearing my cheap mascara because i thought i had no purpose
i'd still scream for no reason
i'd still slice people to ribbons with my words in a twisted attempt to shield myself
i'd still just whisper to myself: why, why?
i'd still be ashamed of the person i was
i'd still be the person i was
so welcome a little change, would you?